After sitting cross-legged in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, Garen slowly got up, adjusted his white nightgown, and walked out of the room. Behind him he could vaguely hear the unwilling roar of the nine-headed dragon.
There were several subordinates guarding the door, but none of them seemed to be able to hear the sound at all. They were all dressed in white casual clothes, and one of them respectfully brought up a black box and sent it to Garen.
"Boss, this is something that was delivered just now. It was sent by Deputy Captain Caton."
Garen nodded and took the box.
The surface of the black box is inlaid with light gold patterns, like a mess of silk threads, but there are some patterns when you look closely.
He opened the lock with a snap, and there was a slightly black copper mask in the middle of the black silk cloth in the box. The mask was expressionless, with dense eyes all over the forehead, and the delicate skin texture could be vaguely seen on the entire surface, lifelike.
"Second sheet" Garen stretched out his hand and stroked the mask gently. A cool breath of potential value suddenly poured into his palm.
Just a rough feeling, the total amount of potential in this mask should be more than forty or fifty points. What satisfies him most is that this mask itself has the function of continuously generating potential value breath, it seems to be able to automatically Growth, but also can store a certain potential value.
All imitations can achieve this effect. I don't know what it would be like to collect all twelve imitations.
Garen rubbed the texture of the mask carefully, feeling the cool breath continuously flowing into his hands. He initially estimated that the growth rate of a mask is about 0.1 potential value per day. In this way, if there are twelve masks, then a little potential value will be automatically credited to the account every day, which is a huge income for witch doctors in this world that is extremely short of potential points. Absolutely impressive over time.
"Did Carton say anything else?" Garen asked.
"The afternoon before yesterday, Lord Jay and Lord Hera were attacked. Captain Caton went out to personally escort the mask, but he avoided the sneak attack, counterattacked the opponent, and captured two members of the other party. After interrogation, it is said that it is the largest Bailey in the UK. The group took the initiative to implicate the original color group." The subordinate quickly reported.
"Bailey Group?" Garen repeated the term. "How's the situation? Now."
"It's not good. Master Hera was seriously injured. Now Captain Carton has rushed over to deal with the situation. Master Jay suffered heavy losses. Although he has no major problems, at least 50% of his subordinates were killed by surprise raids." It's not just him who handles intelligence for Garen, but also a small organization that was specially set up like a staff center. People in this circle usually have their own identities, but once they encounter a situation, they will gather together to deal with the fight Troubles and problems facing the Society and the Nighthawks.
They generally give Caton Jay and other leaders various plans and strategies.
A large amount of information and intelligence will also be continuously transmitted here, and after conclusions are drawn, it will be quickly transmitted back to the leaders. It is a response planning room.
Of course, these people are shrewd people invited from all over the world by Garen, Caton and others. Some of them are even university professors, and some of them are even professors from Garen's own school. After overcoming the pleasure of taking drugs, it is completely impossible to leave the fighting club. Most of these people were like this. Although they were shrewd, they were willing to stay in the fighting club to advise Garen in the face of the temptation of Waterbird Fist.
"Bailey Group, Primary Color Group." Garen became upset. Actually speaking, these three subordinates brought him great convenience. In the previous Lucky Stone Bell incident, they brought him good harvest. , Jay even snatched multiple stone bells for him when he himself only got one, saving him a lot of energy.
And this time Carton also found him a second mask. If he finds it by himself, I don't know how much time and energy it will take. He won't be wandering around private exhibitions.
If he wanted to continue to practice secret martial arts leisurely like this, and at the same time harvest potential points continuously, it seemed that he had to move his hands this time.
Originally, because of the troubles of dealing with the void creatures and Nine-headed Dragon King Nadia, he didn't want to interfere with real affairs and spend more energy and time in reality, but now it seems that it's not enough to spend a little effort.
"Assemble the nighthawks immediately, everyone gathers at Caton's place, and pay attention to avoiding them on the way." He pondered for a moment, and ordered directly.
The subordinates quickly recorded the original words on the side, without changing a word.
"In addition, record the list of all the forces that attacked us this time."
It seems that it is necessary to improve the strength of the baldheads, otherwise it will be really troublesome to always do it yourself.
It just so happened that he recently perfected the shooting secret technique and became a secret shooting technique. He has a complete set of concealed, tyrannical and cruel killing skills, and inherited the intense training pleasure of the water bird boxing. The powerful magic and secret martial arts of Mizutori Fist.
The bald head and others have practiced the shadow projection secret technique to an extremely high level. Each of the three leaders has reached the highest level. The sixth layer of projection projection, and then modify the perfect version, the progress will be extremely fast.
Garen has already combined the two secret martial arts that he has established and perfected, and compiled them into a book of magic and secret martial arts, referred to as the magic book.
Two-phase water bird boxing and shooting shadow secret martial arts, the two inheritances will serve as the core pillar martial arts of the magic book.
Thinking about it carefully, the bald head and the others are indeed a little weaker. After working hard for him for so many years, the teachings they have received are not as good as those of Hosiman and Dam, which is really unfair to them.
Garen decided in his heart that he could only use the covert assassination style against the secret martial arts, and then create an upright secret martial arts for Nighthawk to make up for his lack of frontal combat. Just like this time, when they were attacked and fought in a positional battle, the three leaders of the Nighthawk were a little bit powerless.
The opposite of projection is glancing light, which is also known for its speed, and Garen already has a little idea.
'Are you going to deal with these chores? They are just subordinates, and there is no way to grow without experiencing setbacks. Even if they die, it's just that they are not strong enough. With such a higher starting point than those people, they still can't beat them, so you can't blame them. 'Hessas said.
"You don't have many men in Guyin, right?" Garen asked back.
'Do you want to say that it is impossible to gather huge forces with my attitude and style? ' Hexas immediately understood what he wanted to say.
"Influence is to bring convenience and convenience. I am just busy for a while, and I usually have my subordinates to do it for me. Compared with the life of being busy with trivial matters all day, which one is better and more convenient for practicing secret martial arts? This depends on each individual. opinion."
'You don't really collect antique masks just because of that ethereal force field, do you? "Hassas is not stupid, so he naturally saw that Garen's plan was wrong.
Gallon didn't answer.
"Prepare the plane ticket for me, I will go to Berlin in person tomorrow."
"yes."
Garen picked up the mask and turned back to another quiet room. He needed time to absorb the potential value of the mask, which was just used to improve the level of secret martial arts.
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Irvine, UK
Bailey's Manor
It was sunny and cloudless.
Kabu sat in the study in his pajamas, wearing glasses and carefully reading the intelligence materials in his hand.
After reading it, he put down the materials and pondered for a while.
"How's the Viper going?"
Medis, who was sitting opposite, quickly replied.
"The opponent is very tenacious. Viper lost a few hands to completely injure Hera, but unfortunately, he still failed to catch or kill him."
"Then what about Baihuang?"
"The bald-headed Caton was lucky. He was not at the base when he went out. He just let one of his subordinates pretend to be himself and stayed behind. What they killed was only a double. Instead, they were severely injured by the bald-headed counterattack and captured two people. I am afraid that the other party already knows that there is our Baili Group. Participated. The boss had better prepare early." Medis reminded.
Cab nodded.
"Nighthawk is still very tenacious. It is worthy of being the number one mercenary in Africa. The three heads alone are each equivalent to a top ten mercenary group in Europe. If such a force is gathered together, Maybe even our No. 1 Titan is no more than that."
"Indeed." Medis agreed.
"The reaction of the King of Nighthawks should be to gather all the members, right? The location is not where the bald head is, or where Hera is in Berlin. There should be no guesswork on this point. The bald head is the sub-group, controlling the actual strength of the whole group, and Hera is the His woman, with a bald head, will not watch his woman being attacked and remain indifferent, so he will definitely rush to Berlin."
He picked up another document again and browsed through it.
"There is probably a reason for the Nighthawk King's refusal to make an appearance in public. In the Lucky Stone Bell incident, he did not officially appear until his subordinates were beaten and disabled. Obviously there is some reason to restrict him, so the most likely reason is that he will not appear for the time being. Let the bald head and others gather together to deal with the situation."
"It's just a possibility, what if he shows up?" Medis asked.
"That's okay." Kabu smiled, "Berlin is your territory, no matter how strong he is, he is only one person, and the master of the original color group is still waiting for him, if necessary, you can help him secretly, you must pay attention Concealment, the means cannot be seen, we must show that we are only forced, and the original color white phoenix is their biggest opponent. We don't want to participate deeply, just act as a bystander. If we don't take the initiative to participate, no matter who wins after the event Negative, we can at most spend some money to eliminate the disaster, let the original color people deal with Nighthawk as much as possible, remember, we are forced to participate, and it is actually none of our business. It is Baihuang who asked us to actively cooperate."
Kabu's eyes became unpredictable.
"In this way, we can have the benefits, and the risk will not let the other party die. Their biggest enemy is the original color group."
"Boss, you are hedging risks," Medis said with a smile.
"That's what it means." Kabu was also stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed. .
(end of this chapter)